We Are the Lost

We Are the Lost

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Assassin's Creed
Desmond Miles x Reader For most of your life you have trained, hunted, and killed. You've served different groups and different people but you've developed unbreakable and loyal ties to the Assassins. So, when William Miles calls for your aid you don't turn him down. You've killed and extorted for the Assassins before. But, you've never exactly been asked to keep someone alive until now.
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